First Snow

Farrah and I woke up this morning to the sound of rain pounding on the roof and low hanging clouds clinging to the hills around us. We quickly took care of our morning responsibilities and started towards town in the van. It’s been so long since I’ve seen substantial rain that it feels new and strange and refreshing and beautiful all wrapped into one sense tingling experience. Looking out the windows of the cozy coffee shop I see that the mountains are blanketed in the first snow of the season. Looks like it’s changing to winter fast. Speaking of